"Epilogue"
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Author's Note:
Oh my, it has been an extremely long time hasn't it. Sorry that it seemed that I had given up on this fic...I had briefly...my muses had left me...but I was able to beg them back under one condition...that this is the last chapter of this story. They promised to stay and help with other X-Men fics if I agreed, so I did.
I have grown a lot since this fic first started anyway, so I hope future fics will be better. Hope you likey.
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He had never really liked shoes. Perhaps it was genetic? His father hated shoes. (It had always been notoriously hard to find shoes to fit three toed feet.) So did his sister, though she had five toed, regular sized feet. His mother had been raised in Africa where shoes weren't a necessity. It made perfect sense. Besides, he had always loved the feeling of lush, green grass between all ten of his toes.
The grass squished under the feet of the electrokinetic known as Static while he made his way across the school's campus. His destination was the huge oak at the end of the mansion's enormous lawn; his sister's tree.
The sun was bright and the wind was blowing lightly adding to his particularly upbeat mood. Yes, today was a good day in the book of Isaac Sebastian Wagner. He had a smile for every one of the kids he passed out on the lawn. Tomorrow would be the last day he and his sister, among many others, would spend as a students at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Graduation was at the beginning of next week and it would come time for the young graduates to go off and make their ways in the world. He had already decided to stick around and wait for his girlfriend to finish. He'd probably hang around and do some TA work until Jubilee graduated. After that he wasn't sure. He wasn't quite positive where he and the little firecracker's relationship was heading but he was very willing to stick around and find out.
His twin sister, on other hand was another matter altogether.
"What's up Snowflake?"
She had taken to calling him that ever since his hair had started to change. Since he had started his meditation sessions with his mother, his hair had started to change from its former inky black to the now snow white shade that perfectly matched his weather commanding mother's. Vash said it was because he was always suppressing his power, like their mom did. Static simply replied that he had to, otherwise one day he'd end up causing major damage to something or someone. The professor had already spent a fair amount on the school's electrical system because of his 'attacks'.
"Shut up, Vash."
He didn't even turn to acknowledge the girl's presence. He merely plopped down on the ground and stared off in the direction of the mansion. The acrobatic girl swung from one of the tree's branches and landed next to her brother and took a seat.
"So, are you excited?" The raven haired girl asked. "I mean soon we'll officially be adults."
"Ha, sure Vash." Static said sarcastically. "You try telling mom that."
"Why Static, whatever do you mean." The girl said fanning innocence.
"You know exactly what mean." He said unfazed. "Even if I have wanted to leave mom wouldn't have let me."
"Well, she has to have one of her babies around." The golden eyed teen said looking thoughtful. "And you have always been her favorite. Besides, everyone knows that you would never leave Jubes anyway."
"So," the boy said looking at his sister in defiance. "I still would have liked to have the option. She didn't even say anything about you leaving."
"Hell, Dad did enough complaining." Vash said laughing. "She didn't have to say anything."
Static chuckled at the memory of his dad's reaction to the news that Vash was getting an apartment with Jono, and Wanda, and Tabitha. Three Goths and a party girl were getting an apartment in New York City without a job between them.
"Hey..." Static broke out of his reverie. "How the hell are you guys going to pay for this supposed apartment anyway?"
"Well, Wanda's gonna pay for the deposit and such," She answered flashing a fanged grin. "Her dad is Magneto you know. We all know that he has an ass load of loot. But of course we're all going to get jobs and pitch in."
"Jono's going to get a job?" The newly ashen haired electrokinetic asked in disbelieve.
Vash scoffed at her brother distrust. "Jono could get a job."
"Where?" Static said with a look of doubt.
"Uh..." Vash tried. "Somewhere. Hell, New York is filled with mutants! I'm sure he could find a job somewhere. And if not, he's still going to come and have his sessions with the Professor. He'll be working among the 'Ungifted' completely unnoticed in no time."
"Why doesn't he just stay here?" The boy asked.
"Because..." Vash shot her brother an evil glare. "I don't want him to...And he wants to leave anyway."
"Oh."
There was silence for the span of about five minutes before Static had found a 'safer' topic to discuss.
"So, Bobby and Roguie are staying, huh?" He tried.
"Yeah, and Remy and Piotr." She said quietly. "They all want to be X-Men just like you."
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"Oh, no. Not at all." She said smiling. "Mom and Dad are X-Men after all. Besides, some one had to carry on the legacy."
"So, you're definitely not coming back." The blue eyed boy said, there was the slightest hint of disappointment in his voice.
"You know that I am there when you guys need me." Vash said. "Everyone probably will be. I mean once you're in, you're in. But, that being on call at all times thing just was never my style. I mean in our dimension, we had to be...but here. I just want to try something else for once. I already had to repeat my last year of school over again." She added with a smile.
It was weird hearing the 'our dimension' line though. He was still getting used to the fact, but his sister was just throwing it around like it was nothing. After months and months of hypothesizes and theories, he and Dr. McCoy had finally come up with a complete explanation for he and his sister's presence in 'this' past...er...present... Whatever, it was still confusing to the boy. Because his sister went through another dimension when teleporting, it seemed that during what had been dubbed 'The Incident', Static had sort of shorted her out and caused them to appear in the past of an alternate dimension. This dimension. That had explained a lot.
Like why for one, the thing that had troubled the boy the most, Jono had popped up at the school when he did. And the fact the Professor seemingly had not plans for a Massachusetts based school. Adding to that, Miss Emma Frost was had never been the White Queen she had been in his dimension and was coming to teach at this school next year. Those facts were just the tip of the iceberg. He could go on for days. Not to mention the havoc he and his sister had caused since they'd been at the school.
He sighed loudly.
"Just when I was getting comfortable, things up and change." He said.
Vash snickered at her brother's admission. "Yeah, things tend to do that."
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A pair of Doc Martins clunked against the hardwood floors of the mansion at a frenzied pace. Jonothon Starsmore was on a mission and he had no time for petty rules like: "No Running in the halls." But unfortunately there wasn't a rule the said to stay out of the way of an excited 19-year old made completely of highly dangerous and combustible psionic energy. He was dodging idiots at every turn. Bobby Drake had just happened to be one of those idiots.
"Hey, Jono! What's the ru..." Bobby's mouth dropped open before he could even complete the sentence. His icy blue eyes went wide in disbelief.
"Jono?" His girlfriend, Rogue asked as she came around the corner.
"I'm looking for Vash." The Goth said. "I'm kinda in a 'urry."
"Umm, she's out in the yard." The southern girl said.
She hadn't blinked once since she'd seen him.
"Yeah, I know." He said tapping two fingers to his fore head.
"Oh. Yeah. Sure. Okay." She said blinking rapidly to catch up.
And before she could say anything else, the guy she thought was Jonothon Starsmore was gone.
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"I thing Dad's a bit more excited about this wedding than mom is." Vash joked.
"Yeah, but I hope they get over that stupid argument of theirs soon." Static added, from his reclined position in the grass.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I think they should have it outside." The teleporter said.
"And you know dad wants to have it in a church." Her brother reasoned.
"What church?" Vash said mockingly. "I love Dad and all but what church is going to host a bunch of mutants?"
"You are so pessimistic sometimes." The older twin interjected. "I'm sure Dad had one in mind when he suggested it."
"Humph." Vash countered.
Then suddenly she perked, Static took notice.
"What is it?"
But before she could answer, they were interrupted by one of the other students at the school skidding to a halt in front of them. He had to be new, because she had never seen him before. And she knew everyone here.
He plotted down on the ground hurriedly in front of them with a grin on his face so wide if it were possible his face would have cracked. It actually was entirely too big for his bony face. He had a mop of messy chestnut colored hair. And had the biggest brown eyes Vash had ever seen. He was dressed in all black and leather. And underneath his jacket she could see that his chest was bandaged in the same black wrapping that her best friend Jono used. Wait a minute...
"Ello, love." The strange boy said, his insanely happy smile still intact.
It was obviously that he's been running but he didn't even seem out of breath...just insanely happy.
"Jono?" She gasped in surprise.
"Chamber?!" Static yelled, bolting upright.
The brown haired boy just smiled in reply.
"It is you, isn't it?" Vash said, all the while leaning forward to touch the Goth's new face.
She ran her fingers experimentally over the new skin and gasped in surprised. It felt so real.
"It is real, ducks." Jono said suddenly. "The professor 'elped me make it. We 'ad been trying for the longest. I just never said anythin' 'cause I didn't want yer ta get so excited and I ended up fuckin' it up."
"I..." Vash sputtered. "Wow...This is so cool! I'm so happy for you Jono!"
"And you can talk." Static said. "I mean, for real!"
Vash hadn't even noticed in all the excitement.
"Yeah!" She said with wide yellow eyes. "You can talk! I can't believe you didn't tell me about this before."
"I wanted it ta be a surprise." Jono answered simply.
"Hey, Vash told me that you would probably be able to rebuild your self with some practice." Static said. "Looks like you've mastered it to me."
"Well, I'm still workin' on some things." Jono admitted. "I can only 'old it for so long. With the psi-fire burning it back off and stuff. I'm pretty good at it now though. I'm workin' on a whole day." He added with a confident nod.
"Well, I guess we can't call you Chamber anymore." Static said.
"Well, yer still could actually." The cow-eyed Goth said. "My chest is still a mess. It seems that I 'ave to leave a hole there so the psionic energy can vent."
Vash sat in awe of the whole situation. Her best friend had finally achieved what he'd been working at for so long. He had his entire face back and he could talk...for real. And his voice...it was so sexy. Kinda like his psi-voice, but without the weird echo. It was deep and raspy, she guessed from all the cigarettes he said that he used to smoke.
"So..." Vash said her eyes narrowing noticeably. "That new mouth of yours...is it fully functional?"
"As far as I can tell, ducks." Jono said. "But I still can't eat...still no stomach and intestines...and..."
"Hey...Jono...babe..." She moaned. "You're ruining the moment."
"Oh...heh heh." The leather clad boy chuckled. "Sorry, love."
"Now, let's test out that beautiful mouth of yours."
And with that, the raven haired teleporter leapt over and tackled her best friend and promptly proceed to molest him. Causing a crowd of students to form a circle around the scene.
"Hey is that Jono?" Ray asked.
"Hey that is, Chamber!" Lance laughed.
"He looks like he's have a good time!" Toad joked.
"Hey, you two if Logan catches you, you guys are in for it." Kitty tired to reason.
"Give it up, chere." Remy said. "It is pointless ta try an' reason wit da Ninja Gurl when she is makin' out."
"And how would you know, Gumbo?" Tabitha asked.
"Eww...Uh...Vash, Jono." Static stuttered, slightly disturbed. "Could you not do that right now...in front of me."
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Author's Note:
Well, that's it for this one folks. Twenty chapters worth of completed fic, I actually finished it...amazing. Hope the ending didn't suck that bad. Don't worry, I have a new fic coming up that picks up where this one left off. The writing hopefully will be a lot better too. With an actually plot, no doubt. Wow. And some much needed action. Thanks to all those who stuck it out with me. I really appreciate it. Until next time... Think Phoenix Saga with a twist...- The notsonotorious Jay Goose.
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Author's Note:
Oh my, it has been an extremely long time hasn't it. Sorry that it seemed that I had given up on this fic...I had briefly...my muses had left me...but I was able to beg them back under one condition...that this is the last chapter of this story. They promised to stay and help with other X-Men fics if I agreed, so I did.
I have grown a lot since this fic first started anyway, so I hope future fics will be better. Hope you likey.
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He had never really liked shoes. Perhaps it was genetic? His father hated shoes. (It had always been notoriously hard to find shoes to fit three toed feet.) So did his sister, though she had five toed, regular sized feet. His mother had been raised in Africa where shoes weren't a necessity. It made perfect sense. Besides, he had always loved the feeling of lush, green grass between all ten of his toes.
The grass squished under the feet of the electrokinetic known as Static while he made his way across the school's campus. His destination was the huge oak at the end of the mansion's enormous lawn; his sister's tree.
The sun was bright and the wind was blowing lightly adding to his particularly upbeat mood. Yes, today was a good day in the book of Isaac Sebastian Wagner. He had a smile for every one of the kids he passed out on the lawn. Tomorrow would be the last day he and his sister, among many others, would spend as a students at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Graduation was at the beginning of next week and it would come time for the young graduates to go off and make their ways in the world. He had already decided to stick around and wait for his girlfriend to finish. He'd probably hang around and do some TA work until Jubilee graduated. After that he wasn't sure. He wasn't quite positive where he and the little firecracker's relationship was heading but he was very willing to stick around and find out.
His twin sister, on other hand was another matter altogether.
"What's up Snowflake?"
She had taken to calling him that ever since his hair had started to change. Since he had started his meditation sessions with his mother, his hair had started to change from its former inky black to the now snow white shade that perfectly matched his weather commanding mother's. Vash said it was because he was always suppressing his power, like their mom did. Static simply replied that he had to, otherwise one day he'd end up causing major damage to something or someone. The professor had already spent a fair amount on the school's electrical system because of his 'attacks'.
"Shut up, Vash."
He didn't even turn to acknowledge the girl's presence. He merely plopped down on the ground and stared off in the direction of the mansion. The acrobatic girl swung from one of the tree's branches and landed next to her brother and took a seat.
"So, are you excited?" The raven haired girl asked. "I mean soon we'll officially be adults."
"Ha, sure Vash." Static said sarcastically. "You try telling mom that."
"Why Static, whatever do you mean." The girl said fanning innocence.
"You know exactly what mean." He said unfazed. "Even if I have wanted to leave mom wouldn't have let me."
"Well, she has to have one of her babies around." The golden eyed teen said looking thoughtful. "And you have always been her favorite. Besides, everyone knows that you would never leave Jubes anyway."
"So," the boy said looking at his sister in defiance. "I still would have liked to have the option. She didn't even say anything about you leaving."
"Hell, Dad did enough complaining." Vash said laughing. "She didn't have to say anything."
Static chuckled at the memory of his dad's reaction to the news that Vash was getting an apartment with Jono, and Wanda, and Tabitha. Three Goths and a party girl were getting an apartment in New York City without a job between them.
"Hey..." Static broke out of his reverie. "How the hell are you guys going to pay for this supposed apartment anyway?"
"Well, Wanda's gonna pay for the deposit and such," She answered flashing a fanged grin. "Her dad is Magneto you know. We all know that he has an ass load of loot. But of course we're all going to get jobs and pitch in."
"Jono's going to get a job?" The newly ashen haired electrokinetic asked in disbelieve.
Vash scoffed at her brother distrust. "Jono could get a job."
"Where?" Static said with a look of doubt.
"Uh..." Vash tried. "Somewhere. Hell, New York is filled with mutants! I'm sure he could find a job somewhere. And if not, he's still going to come and have his sessions with the Professor. He'll be working among the 'Ungifted' completely unnoticed in no time."
"Why doesn't he just stay here?" The boy asked.
"Because..." Vash shot her brother an evil glare. "I don't want him to...And he wants to leave anyway."
"Oh."
There was silence for the span of about five minutes before Static had found a 'safer' topic to discuss.
"So, Bobby and Roguie are staying, huh?" He tried.
"Yeah, and Remy and Piotr." She said quietly. "They all want to be X-Men just like you."
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"Oh, no. Not at all." She said smiling. "Mom and Dad are X-Men after all. Besides, some one had to carry on the legacy."
"So, you're definitely not coming back." The blue eyed boy said, there was the slightest hint of disappointment in his voice.
"You know that I am there when you guys need me." Vash said. "Everyone probably will be. I mean once you're in, you're in. But, that being on call at all times thing just was never my style. I mean in our dimension, we had to be...but here. I just want to try something else for once. I already had to repeat my last year of school over again." She added with a smile.
It was weird hearing the 'our dimension' line though. He was still getting used to the fact, but his sister was just throwing it around like it was nothing. After months and months of hypothesizes and theories, he and Dr. McCoy had finally come up with a complete explanation for he and his sister's presence in 'this' past...er...present... Whatever, it was still confusing to the boy. Because his sister went through another dimension when teleporting, it seemed that during what had been dubbed 'The Incident', Static had sort of shorted her out and caused them to appear in the past of an alternate dimension. This dimension. That had explained a lot.
Like why for one, the thing that had troubled the boy the most, Jono had popped up at the school when he did. And the fact the Professor seemingly had not plans for a Massachusetts based school. Adding to that, Miss Emma Frost was had never been the White Queen she had been in his dimension and was coming to teach at this school next year. Those facts were just the tip of the iceberg. He could go on for days. Not to mention the havoc he and his sister had caused since they'd been at the school.
He sighed loudly.
"Just when I was getting comfortable, things up and change." He said.
Vash snickered at her brother's admission. "Yeah, things tend to do that."
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A pair of Doc Martins clunked against the hardwood floors of the mansion at a frenzied pace. Jonothon Starsmore was on a mission and he had no time for petty rules like: "No Running in the halls." But unfortunately there wasn't a rule the said to stay out of the way of an excited 19-year old made completely of highly dangerous and combustible psionic energy. He was dodging idiots at every turn. Bobby Drake had just happened to be one of those idiots.
"Hey, Jono! What's the ru..." Bobby's mouth dropped open before he could even complete the sentence. His icy blue eyes went wide in disbelief.
"Jono?" His girlfriend, Rogue asked as she came around the corner.
"I'm looking for Vash." The Goth said. "I'm kinda in a 'urry."
"Umm, she's out in the yard." The southern girl said.
She hadn't blinked once since she'd seen him.
"Yeah, I know." He said tapping two fingers to his fore head.
"Oh. Yeah. Sure. Okay." She said blinking rapidly to catch up.
And before she could say anything else, the guy she thought was Jonothon Starsmore was gone.
******
"I thing Dad's a bit more excited about this wedding than mom is." Vash joked.
"Yeah, but I hope they get over that stupid argument of theirs soon." Static added, from his reclined position in the grass.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I think they should have it outside." The teleporter said.
"And you know dad wants to have it in a church." Her brother reasoned.
"What church?" Vash said mockingly. "I love Dad and all but what church is going to host a bunch of mutants?"
"You are so pessimistic sometimes." The older twin interjected. "I'm sure Dad had one in mind when he suggested it."
"Humph." Vash countered.
Then suddenly she perked, Static took notice.
"What is it?"
But before she could answer, they were interrupted by one of the other students at the school skidding to a halt in front of them. He had to be new, because she had never seen him before. And she knew everyone here.
He plotted down on the ground hurriedly in front of them with a grin on his face so wide if it were possible his face would have cracked. It actually was entirely too big for his bony face. He had a mop of messy chestnut colored hair. And had the biggest brown eyes Vash had ever seen. He was dressed in all black and leather. And underneath his jacket she could see that his chest was bandaged in the same black wrapping that her best friend Jono used. Wait a minute...
"Ello, love." The strange boy said, his insanely happy smile still intact.
It was obviously that he's been running but he didn't even seem out of breath...just insanely happy.
"Jono?" She gasped in surprise.
"Chamber?!" Static yelled, bolting upright.
The brown haired boy just smiled in reply.
"It is you, isn't it?" Vash said, all the while leaning forward to touch the Goth's new face.
She ran her fingers experimentally over the new skin and gasped in surprised. It felt so real.
"It is real, ducks." Jono said suddenly. "The professor 'elped me make it. We 'ad been trying for the longest. I just never said anythin' 'cause I didn't want yer ta get so excited and I ended up fuckin' it up."
"I..." Vash sputtered. "Wow...This is so cool! I'm so happy for you Jono!"
"And you can talk." Static said. "I mean, for real!"
Vash hadn't even noticed in all the excitement.
"Yeah!" She said with wide yellow eyes. "You can talk! I can't believe you didn't tell me about this before."
"I wanted it ta be a surprise." Jono answered simply.
"Hey, Vash told me that you would probably be able to rebuild your self with some practice." Static said. "Looks like you've mastered it to me."
"Well, I'm still workin' on some things." Jono admitted. "I can only 'old it for so long. With the psi-fire burning it back off and stuff. I'm pretty good at it now though. I'm workin' on a whole day." He added with a confident nod.
"Well, I guess we can't call you Chamber anymore." Static said.
"Well, yer still could actually." The cow-eyed Goth said. "My chest is still a mess. It seems that I 'ave to leave a hole there so the psionic energy can vent."
Vash sat in awe of the whole situation. Her best friend had finally achieved what he'd been working at for so long. He had his entire face back and he could talk...for real. And his voice...it was so sexy. Kinda like his psi-voice, but without the weird echo. It was deep and raspy, she guessed from all the cigarettes he said that he used to smoke.
"So..." Vash said her eyes narrowing noticeably. "That new mouth of yours...is it fully functional?"
"As far as I can tell, ducks." Jono said. "But I still can't eat...still no stomach and intestines...and..."
"Hey...Jono...babe..." She moaned. "You're ruining the moment."
"Oh...heh heh." The leather clad boy chuckled. "Sorry, love."
"Now, let's test out that beautiful mouth of yours."
And with that, the raven haired teleporter leapt over and tackled her best friend and promptly proceed to molest him. Causing a crowd of students to form a circle around the scene.
"Hey is that Jono?" Ray asked.
"Hey that is, Chamber!" Lance laughed.
"He looks like he's have a good time!" Toad joked.
"Hey, you two if Logan catches you, you guys are in for it." Kitty tired to reason.
"Give it up, chere." Remy said. "It is pointless ta try an' reason wit da Ninja Gurl when she is makin' out."
"And how would you know, Gumbo?" Tabitha asked.
"Eww...Uh...Vash, Jono." Static stuttered, slightly disturbed. "Could you not do that right now...in front of me."
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Author's Note:
Well, that's it for this one folks. Twenty chapters worth of completed fic, I actually finished it...amazing. Hope the ending didn't suck that bad. Don't worry, I have a new fic coming up that picks up where this one left off. The writing hopefully will be a lot better too. With an actually plot, no doubt. Wow. And some much needed action. Thanks to all those who stuck it out with me. I really appreciate it. Until next time... Think Phoenix Saga with a twist...- The notsonotorious Jay Goose.